[color=aba000][h2]Regis Meynolt[/h2][/color]

Regis followed Amalie to the bay, where his own suit was stored.  His first step was checking the exterior of the suit, particularly the life support and power systems.  The suit had no remote controls- powering it up was a matter of turning a small valve to unseal a panel, then turning several switches and knobs.  After what happened with his first crew, Regis did not trust a suit that could potentially be remotely deactivated.  As the switches were turned on, the hum of internal fans began whirring, and lights within the panel lit up.

Entering the suit was done by climbing into the top, where the helmet would normally be fastened on.  He slipped in and eased his limbs into the appendages, flexing his arms and fingers to test the power assist.  With everything seemingly operational, Regis reached down and picked up the helmet off of an adjacent table, its weight evident even behind the power-assisted suit.  He placed it on his head, fidgeting with it until a click was heard as the suit's bolts engaged, tightly sealing it into place.  Gauges and cathode tube displays lit up inside the helmet around the viewport, much of which provided data that was only useful when submerged.

[color=aba000][i]Oxygen looks good, power is nominal, servos are working, seals are holding,[/i][/color] Regis thought to himself as if he was preparing for another dive and not for a mountain hike.  At this altitude, he considered it unlikely that they'd encounter any flooded sections of the ruins, but many of the suit's protective properties ought to still be useful.

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For the most part, the suit performed quite well trudging through the deep snow.  Having been designed to shield its wearer from the cold temperatures found on the seafloor, the frigid mountain air was of no consequence.  However, the one considerable annoyance of the journey was snow buildup on the helmet's viewing port.  The suit's large gloves could not reached through the window's protective grille to wipe away the snow, and as a result Regis' visibility was annoyingly reduced.

Naturally, the first thing he did when reaching the camp was to saunter over to a heater and hold his helmet up to it until the snow was thoroughly melted off.  Once he could see again, he turned in the direction of Otelius.

[color=aba000]"The entrance with the heavy mana...what sort of hazards as we looking at?"[/color] he asked, his voice transmitted through a speaker on the suit.  [color=aba000]"Monique mentioned that it caused some of our equipment to fail."[/color]  Fortunately, even if his suit failed, his executables should permit him to lighten his suit enough to move it even without power, and to avoid suffocating if the air pump stopped working.

From the look of that catwalk, though, he'd probably need to lighten the suit just to walk down that path without bringing the whole walkway down.